Danse Macabre Lyrics
To a bewitching tuneTruly in a joyful moodClouds covering the moonIn the midnight hourThe dead perform a danceDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreIn the midnight hourThe dead perform a dancePeasants, nobles or kingsLike puppets on a stringDance they all willWhen Death spreads its wingsIn the midnight hourThe dead perform a danceDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreIn the midnight hourThe dead perform a danceDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreLike withered flowersNow skeletons in tranceOne can hear the North winds blowBut louder is the violinThe living, their heads they bowFor they know Death will always winDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreIn the midnight hourThe dead perform a danceDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreLike withered flowersNow skeletons in tranceDanse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse MacabreIt's already certainFor Death allows no chance
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